In the bedroom, Hong Dingwu sat on a chair and carefully wiped the Shadowless Sword, he loved the Shadowless Sword given by the prince very much, and wiped it bright and dust-free every day, and at the same time brushed away the dust on his sword heart.

When he was satisfied, the night was already dark, and Hong Dingwu put the shadowless sword into the sheath, blew out the candle, and prepared to go to bed.

Boom, the door suddenly opened, and the wind poured in, blowing Hong Dingwu's clothes and hunting.

Hong Dingwu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked towards the door. I saw a cold light appear in front of his eyes, straight to the center of his eyebrows.

The kung fu honed for many years finally took effect at this moment, and Hong Dingwu pulled out the Shadowless Sword at an extremely fast speed, and held it in front of his eyebrows, blocking the cold light.

Ding, the sound of metal hitting came, and the wind was rampant, overturning the tables, chairs and benches on the side. Hong Dingwu was so impacted by this force that he retreated again and again.

When Hong Dingwu's body was undecided, a black shadow suddenly appeared on his side, and the black shadow held a three-foot Qingfeng in his hand and stabbed him fiercely in the neck.

This assassin grasped the timing very well, and it was when Hong Dingwu's body was undecided and there was nowhere to borrow strength. If it was an ordinary second-rate master, I am afraid that he would be unable to parry and be fatal by his move, but unfortunately, he met the personal disciple of Canglan Sword Immortal, Hong Dingwu, and it was destined that no matter how much he calculated, it would be useless.

Hong Dingwu's eyes shot out a fine light, and when he was in a hurry, he used his sword to dodge the fatal blow at a very fast speed, and appeared on the side of the black shadow like a ghost, and the shadowless sword slashed through a perfect arc and cut off the head of the black shadow.

Hong Dingwu still couldn't get used to such a bloody picture, and at the moment when the blood was rushing, his stomach still couldn't help but twitch, but at this moment, there was no time for him to continue to be hypocritical, because at the moment when he killed the black shadow, two more assassins wearing power suits and black veils attacked him, not giving him a chance to breathe.

Aurora.

At the moment of life and death, Hong Dingwu used the peerless knowledge taught by the sword god, and two cold lights sparked at the sword in the hands of the two assassins at the same time.

After all, the Shadowless Sword is a Shadowless Sword, and the existence of the ninth on the list of famous weapons is something that can be stopped by all copper and iron. The two swords unsurprisingly snapped inch by inch and shattered into pieces.

When the two Assassins were undecided, they abandoned their swords and retreated frantically, their faces beaming with fear.

At this moment, they hoped that the air in front of them could solidify and block the continuation of the two cold lights, and they also hoped that the Jade Emperor could manifest and save them from danger.

It's a pity, it backfired, this kind of mysterious thing couldn't happen in reality after all, two cold lights pierced their heads faster than they imagined, their eyes full of fear slowly became godless, and they couldn't understand until death, how a person, a hand, and a sword shot out two cold lights at the same time. This kind of problem can not be understood by these two people who abandoned their swords and fled, disrespecting the way of the sword.

It took only a moment for Hong Dingwu to kill the three assassins, and the assassin who made the first move stopped in place, watching his three companions being killed in an instant, and he knew that he would have no other use for staying here than to give away his head for nothing. He hurriedly threw the sword in his hand at Hong Dingwu, and he retreated frantically and fled through the door.

Hong Dingwu shook a sword flower, removed the sword, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he wanted to escape after pretending? Is it possible? He immediately chased after him.

But as soon as he came to the courtyard, he was surrounded by nearly twenty people in black. There were still a few black-clothed people standing on the roof, and their momentum was becoming more and more magnificent, and they were all first-class masters, confronting Xiao Jianxian and others who rushed over when they heard the sound.

"Ideas are pricked, formations are formed. A voice came.

The nine people closest to Hong Dingwu immediately set up a joint attack formation, while the others waited with bated breath outside.

Hong Dingwu flashed in front of a thin man, and the shadowless sword shot out, shooting at the opponent's throat, he wanted to use this person as a breakthrough to break the combined attack formed by the opponent.

Although the idea is good, but unfortunately, the momentum of the other party's joint attack has been formed, and what he is facing now is no longer one person, but 9 people, nine top second-rate masters, a trace of contempt flashed in the thin man's eyes, raised his knife, and slashed at the shadowless sword accurately, and the sword body shook violently.

Hong Dingwu was shocked back to the same place, his throat was sweet, blood flowed out of the corners of his mouth, dripping on his white clothes, it was particularly dazzling, and the huge force was transmitted to his body, shaking his internal organs. He endured it to prevent this breath from spurting out, because he couldn't let the breath in his chest be discharged, otherwise he would be unable to fight again, and he would definitely die.

The Shadowless Sword had already drooped, Hong Dingwu's tiger mouth had already broken, blood flowed on the hilt, dripping from the tip of the sword to the ground, and his right hand was trembling slightly. But he didn't give up and was still calmly looking for opportunities. The people in black all sneered on their faces, feeling that Hong Dingwu had become a fish on their chopping board, ready to be slaughtered at any time.

Canglan Sword Technique: Instant,

Hong Dingwu directly used the Canglan Sword Technique, and instantly appeared in front of a middle-aged man, and the Shadowless Sword stabbed towards the opponent's neck at great speed.

"It's too slow," the middle-aged man sneered, raising his knife and slashing towards the Shadowless Sword. "Break it for me. The middle-aged man roared, but the knife passed through the shadowless sword, and there was no sense of impact. Fooled, the middle-aged man immediately reacted that this was a phantom, but it was too late, the shadowless sword had already appeared in his left rib, and a sword was inserted, stabbing out of his neck.

One died, but Hong Dingwu didn't have time to rejoice, because the attack of the other 8 people was about to fall on him, drew his sword, led his body with his sword, and tossed and turned in the small space.

He drew his sword quickly, and his body was also very agile, but despite the fact that his manpower was sometimes poor, Hong Dingwu was still slashed with a knife, and his clothes were all turned into pieces in an instant. The shining golden silk armor was revealed, dazzling in the dark night, and although the golden silk armor blocked the knife for him, he still suffered some internal injuries.

But the helpless thing is that the vacancy formed by the just killing of one person has been filled by the people on the periphery, and the combined attack momentum formed is still so perfect and flawless. What kind of organization is this, with such a group of well-trained assassins?

The assassins who reacted no longer gave Hong Dingwu a chance to fight, and immediately shot all of them, and fought fiercely with Hong Dingwu, one person fell, and someone immediately filled the position, they wanted to consume Hong Dingwu to death like this, as long as they could complete the task of their superiors, it was worth it to die no matter how many people died.

As the battle progressed, Hong Dingwu's breathing became heavier and heavier, and his hands trembled more and more.

"You have to break through, or you'll be consumed here. Hong Dingwu thought so. "I can only use that trick, although I am not proficient yet. ”

Canglan swordsmanship: A glimmer of sky

The Shadowless Sword and Hong Dingwu merged into one, turning into a line, an extremely dazzling line. Shoot at the thin man.

The thin man raised his knife, gathered momentum, and slashed forward, "Get back for me." He roared.

However, it backfired, and his sword was broken, and his head was broken. The light rushed forward with an indomitable momentum, and whoever stood in the way was in a different place.

Driven by the Shadowless Sword, Hong Dingwu rushed out of the encirclement, and as soon as the sword momentum was gone, he staggered forward uncontrollably for several meters. Stand still, a mouthful of blood spits out of your mouth, powerful moves will always cause a certain load on your body, if you don't have enough strength and force it, it will definitely hurt your body.

Just when Hong Dingwu's old power had gone and the new force was not born, a ghostly figure shot out from the dark corner, killing Hong Dingwu, and he perfectly fused his body and the sword in his hand with the darkness, making it impossible to notice.

For the impending danger, Hong Dingwu did not have any sense.

A crisp metal impact sound came, and the little sword fairy appeared beside Hong Dingwu, casually resolving this perfect killing move.

The shadow gradually emerged from the darkness. "Jian Jiu, it's really you. The little sword fairy said coldly.